Chapter 3: Mass Assault

The spring breeze in March blows warmth, which is a good time of year.

Huairen Middle School, school cafeteria.

Two steamed buns, a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and a bowl of free seaweed soup, this is Ye Xuan's lunch.

After the monk enters the Yuan infant stage, he can not eat the grain, and only drink the morning dew, Ye Xuan is only in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and he is naturally inseparable from the grains.

After swiping the meal card, he looked at the single-digit balance on it and sighed in distress.

Since the death of his grandfather, he has no source of income, and his original body lives on his meager savings, and now all his net worth is definitely not more than three hundred yuan.

How to fill his stomach is a problem that he urgently needs to solve at present.

Sweeping the last grain of rice into his mouth, Ye Xuan walked out of the restaurant with a sad face, and just wanted to go back to the classroom, but his heart moved, and he turned his head to look to the left.

Two sneaky figures hurriedly dodged and hid in the grass.

If I remember correctly, these two people should be Song Xiaowei's followers, that guy didn't get beaten enough, do you want to try again?

Ye Xuan pursed his lips and turned to go upstairs.

spent the afternoon peacefully, and when it was time for school to end, Ye Xuan had just left the school gate, and as expected, he was stopped by two boys.

"You are Ye Xuan?" They don't have a good face.

"It's me! Is there something wrong? ”

"Our boss is looking for you, come with us!"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, very cooperative, and followed them to the alley next to them.

The alley was old, covered with moss, and the end was sealed with bricks, leaving a circular clearing, and a group of people stood in the corner, leaning against the corner of the wall and spitting mist.

"Viagra, people brought it!"

The two boys pushed Ye Xuan, and then blocked the alley to prevent him from escaping.

In the crowd, Song Xiaowei pinched his waist and stood proudly: "Ye Xuan, I didn't expect it to be me, right?" Dare to hit me, today Lao Tzu will let you know why the flowers are so red! ”

He had a round belly, and he was originally menacing, but he wore a piece of gauze on his nose, white and red, like a groundhog.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but be happy: "Who should I be, it turned out to be classmate Song, who gave you the wound?" The shape is very cute! ”

"How dare you laugh?"

Song Xiaowei's eyes were on fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You kicked me at the beginning, and I will give you ten kicks back today, see if you can still laugh?" ”

As soon as his words fell, a group of people hula-hugged Ye Xuan, rubbing their hands.

Ye Xuan glanced at it and found that they were all students of the school, and a few of them were very familiar: "These are the helpers you found?" ”

"What? Scared, right? ”

Song Xiaowei said arrogantly: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, now kneel down and beg me for mercy, I'll let you go, how about it?" ”

"I don't have a habit of kneeling down casually!"

Ye Xuan shrugged: "I just want to remind you, don't regret it later!" ”

Song Xiaowei's expression was stunned, he had never seen such an arrogant person, he was blocked by others and was so arrogant, shouldn't he immediately admit it and beg for mercy?

He was annoyed and said, "I'll see how hard you can be, brothers, him!" ”

Hearing only the sound of hula, everyone rushed up, and in line with the concept of punching the master to death, they added fists and kicks towards Ye Xuan.

The alley was already narrow, Ye Xuan was surrounded by people, and it was said that he would never be able to run, but they just fell into the air.

I saw Ye Xuan retreat sharply, widen the distance, and then kicked the students behind him with a flying kick, and then stepped lightly on the wall with his toes, jumping out of the crowd as lightly as a pigeon turning over.

Then there was a horrific group fight.

One person beats a group of people!

I saw him descending the mountain like a tiger, viciously rushing towards the crowd, fists, elbows, knees and feet, all the simplest moves, but his speed was amazingly fast, and often before others could react, he was put to the ground and could not get up again.

Twenty seconds!

It only took Ye Xuan twenty seconds to end this fight!

He smashed the last thug with a punch and turned calmly, his feet full of people rolling and screaming.

"This ......"

Song Xiaowei opened his mouth wide and subconsciously took a step back, his face full of disbelief.

One beats ten, how is it possible?

Is this guy still human?

"I said you'd regret it!"

Ye Xuan walked towards him step by step, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if a butcher was looking at the pork on the board, thinking about how to cut it.

Song Xiaowei's face turned pale, and his fat trembled all over his body, and it was only now that he understood that he had kicked the iron plate.

However, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated!

We are also mixed up on the road, famous and famous, Song Xiaowei gritted his teeth, plucked up his courage, and drank suddenly.

"Ah......h

I saw him rushing to Ye Xuan's side, and knelt down with a plop: "Big brother, I was wrong, you spare me!" Even if you want to get angry, don't slap your face, the injury from last time hasn't healed yet, woo! ”

Ye Xuan: "......"

Seeing his menacing momentum, he thought that there would be a duel between men and men, but who knew that he was so simple and had no signs at all.

When the others who were rolling on the ground saw it, they also hurriedly surrendered, without the slightest sense of heroic resistance.

Ye Xuan couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

Song Xiaowei said suddenly: "Brother Ye, according to the rules, you won against all of us, and from now on, you will be our boss!" Come, everyone shouts together - boss! ”

"Boss!"

A duel ended like this, Ye Xuan not only solved the trouble, but also accepted a group of younger brothers, which was really unexpected!

However, these trivial matters did not affect his practice.

The Taixu Guiyuan Lu is worthy of being a heaven-level exercise, the true yuan of refining is very pure, and it is like a finger, after a few days, Ye Xuan's cultivation has been stabilized in the early stage of qi refining, at least he has the ability to protect himself.

Another lunch break.

The head teacher walked into the classroom and told me something about volunteering. There is still a month to go before the high school entrance examination, and the school is already preparing for the mock test!

Ye Xuan was sleeping soundly, and he heard the discussion of his classmates in the front row in a daze.

“…… It would be nice if I could be admitted to Guangya, last time I passed by their campus, the girls in it are really beautiful! ”

"Dream on you! Guangya No. 1 Middle School is the No. 1 key high school in the province, and the students in it are either rich or expensive, unless you can reach within 100 in the high school entrance examination, don't even think about it! ”

"I heard that the first place in the high school entrance examination last year was in Guangya!"

"I know that! He was poached by Guangya, not only exempted from tuition for three years, but also directly issued a bonus of 100,000 yuan! ”

"Wow! Really? ”

"What are you lying to? It's all in the news! ”

Several people were talking in a whisper, and a voice came from behind them: "Bonus? What bonuses? ”

They turned their heads to look and found that it was Ye Xuan, this guy woke up at some point.

However, without waiting for the classmates to answer, the head teacher standing on the stage noticed them and directly called them by name: "Ye Xuan, what did you just say?" ”

The classroom was silent for a moment, and everyone looked at him in unison.